Author: Christine

Before a love letter to our great city, reflecting on the things for which we are thankful (Thanksgiving reference, no doubt), a few announcements. Be patient and read them all because there is a lot going on. Can’t get enough of the sweaty hugs? Get some of those and some non-sweaty hugs on multiple dates in the near future: read more

Ladies and gentlemen, we have before us a mystery of the most serious variety. A cone has been stolen. Accusations have been made. Fingers have been pointed.

The suspects are as follows:

1. Colonel Mustard, in the ballroom, with the rope.
2. A saboteur runner who chose to push him or herself beyond his or her limits to beat all of the freaky fast folk (we know who they are), just to move the cone and run away with an evil witch’s cackle.
3. Gandalf the Gray.

All are plausible. All are innocent until proven guilty. read more